"Kang, kuang, kuang!" Yu Chengsong knocked on the door with his knee without making a move.

"Click."

The door was pulled open.

Yin Gu appeared with "I have something to do" written all over his face, but he didn't speak when he saw him, he just smiled.

Very pale smile.

Yu Chengsong suddenly became so fucking angry, you still laugh so poorly when you feel uncomfortable!

But he didn't say it, and suppressed it.

What Yin Gu wants now is not swear words, although he didn't explain it, but it can be seen that Yin Gu asked him to come here for comfort.

"You..." Yu Chengsong was half-sentenced when he was dragged into the room by his wrist.

The door was kicked violently, Yin Gu hugged him, put his head on his shoulder, and rubbed gently.

Yu Chengsong's words stopped abruptly. He was a little confused by Yin Gu's aura that was rushing towards him and even directly attached to his body. Yin Gu.

Sober ass.

Sane, you can get off work now!

Yin Gu hugged him lightly, as if afraid of scaring him away.

Yu Chengsong confiscated all his strength, hugged him vigorously, felt the outline of Yin Gu's body with his arms, pressed Yin Gu's back with his palms, rubbed his head against Yin Gu's hair, rubbed his ears against each other, a warm One is piping hot.

He didn't know what happened to Yin Gu, but the reason couldn't be separated from his parents.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that they were so much alike—too badly alike.

Maybe looking at Yin Gu is more like looking at himself, but he is used to facing everything indifferently to himself.

To Yin Gu, he felt that such a good person should not be like this.

You can have nothing, but you can't live without a real smiling face.

He wants to see, that's all.

"...I'm going to be strangled to death." Yin Gu said suddenly, laughing softly in his ear.

"Please shut up," Yu Chengsong rubbed his head, the feeling was really soft, "Do you think it's appropriate for you to say this now?"

"No more food?" Yin Gu changed the subject.

"This is not suitable either," Yu Chengsong scratched his waist, Yu Guangli Yin Gu had a small red mole behind his left ear, it was too small, and he didn't notice it usually, "I choose you between you and Cai, you I should say thank you Lord Ron."

"I can't say thank you." Yin Gu tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose brushed against Yu Chengsong's chin.

"I can't let you call me father at this time..." Yu Chengsong's Adam's apple rolled, feeling that he was nothing, when this kind of touching brotherhood, because Yin Gu's nose touched him, or because of a A pure hug, he had some kind of unhealthy thought, is this still human, "You... called you at home?"

It's really hot, why is Yin Gu's house so hot.

"I don't want to say it now." Yin Gu grabbed his shoulder with his palm and squeezed it.

Yu Chengsong really wanted to say don't touch me again... I can't do anything to you.

"Then don't say it." He paused, and suddenly realized that Yin Gu had slowed down, and he should let go, but would it be very rude to let go suddenly, in case he made a mistake in judgment and Yin Gu didn't slow down, wouldn't it be Was it hurt a second time...

I can only continue to hug, the meaning of hugging suddenly changed from "pure comfort" to "highway", which makes people think...

"Cough...are you hungry?"

"Very hungry," Yin Gu said, "I'm about to pass out."

"Don't, I'll do it right away." Yu Chengsong felt that his arms were going to be stiff.

With what strength did you hug him just now?Are the arms here?Chin on shoulder?Talking so close?Fuck, it's like a dream.

He felt that what he was hugging now was not Yin Gu, but a force-sensing bomb, which could be blown up to nothing if there was a slight deviation.

He knew he was wrong, rational, you come back.

"I want to eat meat." Yin Gu whispered in his ear, his low voice made half of Yu Chengsong's body numb, and he almost threw him out.

"Hit me if you're in a hurry to eat." Yu Chengsong pushed Yin Gu's short sleeves with his fingertips, as if a firecracker had been thrown in his heart, a barrage of bullets exploded.

It's time to let go, we're talking about cooking, let go, isn't Yin Gu hungry, isn't he going to cook, why are you still hugging, let go, how to cook while hugging... …

"You don't have anything at home, right?" Yu Chengsong asked again.

"No." Yin Gu said.

"That may be a bit slow." Yu Chengsong said.

Let's hold it, anyway, in his conscience, he is also willing to hold it, what's the shame of taking advantage of it, he can sit up straight, and thinks he is aboveboard...

shit.

Is Yin Gu so distraught that his head can't work, what's the point of being with an Alpha, and he still doesn't let go.

"Didn't you buy flower rolls?" Yin Gu said suddenly, pointing to the plastic bag on the ground, "Isn't it for my stomach?"

"You can still see the flower roll after holding it like this?" Yu Chengsong clicked his tongue.

inattentive.

Afraid that Yin Gu would faint from hunger, he bought two rolls and stuffed them on top of the plastic bag.

"I'm so hungry," Yin Gu smiled, and let go of his hand naturally, "I can smell the fragrance."

After the heat left, Yu Chengsong paused, then picked up the plastic bag on the ground as if nothing had happened, and looked around: "Where's the kitchen?"

"On the balcony," Yin Gu took a plastic bag, "I haven't touched it, can you see if it's enough?"

"If you can't use it, you can just eat two steamed rolls and pay for it." Yu Chengsong opened the balcony door and saw a gas tank, a rice cooker, and a frying pan, all of which were new.

enough.

"I still bought wine." Yin Gu put the plastic bags on the chopping board and took them out one by one, "Is there any seasoning?"

"Otherwise, do you have it here?" Yu Chengsong took out all the vegetables, and bought them in a hurry without looking at them carefully. The clerk asked the clerk to secretly pack more than a dozen tomatoes. Let's mix some sugar later.

"What can I do?" Yin Gu stood aside, looking a little eager to try.

Yu Chengsong's original sentence "Just look at me and pretend to be forceful" turned into: "Do you know how to wash vegetables? It doesn't need to be particularly clean. It's not clean—"

"I'm fine after eating." Yin Gu took the basin containing the kidney beans.

Yu Chengsong gave him a thumbs up.

Yin Gu gave him a "V" back.

Yu Chengsong suddenly put down the kitchen knife and washed his hands after cutting vegetables in half.

"What's wrong?" Yin Gu took a kidney bean and tore off the tendon, and it broke before it was halfway through.It's so difficult.

"Play a song." Yu Chengsong pulled the phone.

"Do you need your mobile phone to coax you to do everything?" Yin Gu smiled.

"Yeah, there's nothing to coax me except the phone," Yu Chengsong pressed the play button, "People just have to learn to make themselves happy, you're stupid, there's something wrong with your head pretending to be happy."

Yin Gu laughed for a long time, but said nothing.

This hint is not considered a hint. Yu Chengsong's worried look is not much different from his own feelings, but if you look closely, you can see many differences.

It's like putting a person in front of you. You look like this from the front, but you turn your head slightly to see another appearance. After you patiently turn around him, you suddenly realize that you are such Yu Chengsong. .

"It's enough to laugh twice, it's not over for you." Yu Chengsong cut a piece of tomato and handed it to him, intending to let him stop laughing while eating.

But Yin Gu didn't answer it, to be precise, he didn't answer it with his hands, he just opened his mouth and bit it.

Yu Chengsong looked at him.

Yin Gu blinked his eyes, the meaning was obvious - let go?

Yu Chengsong let go.

Eat, eat, blind me with your face.

Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, knowing by thinking...

The two of them didn't speak any more, each doing their own thing, except for Yu Chengsong's occasional instructions and Yin Gu's questions, there was silence, but there was no embarrassment in the atmosphere.

Lyrics with a soothing and relaxing rhythm echo in the small kitchen, accompanied by the occasional clink of kitchen utensils.

We are all growing up in such a hurry, those questions have never been answered...

I've seen the splendor of neon lights, I've seen colorful wine, I've seen the most interesting people hold the warmest hands...

The light from the old-fashioned yellow bulbs poured down, coating the two people with a layer of golden yellow, warm and cozy, like a real home.

Yin Gu had been helping him all the time, and had nothing to do, so he stood aside and watched him busy, and the little flower roll didn't eat a single bite.

Yu Chengsong was really afraid that he would starve himself to death. After all, he was going to be "Dark Seven" just now, so he quickly made braised pork, stewed beef with potatoes, fried kidney beans, and made a plate of tomatoes mixed with sugar, patted cucumbers, and served directly on the table .

"Do you have a bowl at home?" Yu Chengsong folded several layers of toilet paper and placed it next to the basin, "It's hot."

"There are bowls. Last time I saw a nice set, I bought it." Yin Gu grabbed the toilet paper and the basin and walked out. There were too many beef and potatoes, and the basin was a bit small, with a pointed point.

Eating at home has never been like this. My mother's cooking is as rigorous as academics. There will never be such a sharp situation, let alone so much at once.

Even if it's New Year's Eve, I will only make enough for four people to eat, and there will be no and no leftovers at home.

Once something is too rigorous, it will lose the most ordinary human touch and fireworks.

Some people can grow up in such a cold environment, such as Yin He, but he doesn't want to, he longs for a normal human life, a simple and warm life.

Yu Chengsong picked up the chopsticks, bent his index finger and tapped on the table: "Dinner is ready!"

"Do I have to run out from behind the door?" Yin Gu laughed, and grabbed a piece of beef, "Do you need a score?"

"Look at you," Yu Chengsong poured himself a glass of white wine, "I'm [-]% confident in my craftsmanship."

Yin Gu smiled and said nothing, put the beef in his mouth, and took a mouthful of rice.

……

Yu Chengsong tried his best to press the corner of his mouth, don't raise it like a fool who hasn't cooked for others.

"How is it?" He took a sip of his wine and asked casually.

"[-] points, [-] points out of [-]," Yin Gu quickly picked up another piece, "I'm talented, I can't even cook instant noodles well."

"I don't count this, yours counts as a talent," Yu Chengsong leaned back, he had survived at Zhou Zheyu's place, and now he just wants to watch Yin Gu eat, "It's not good, can I brag to you? .”

"I'm not bragging at all." Yin Gu picked up another piece of braised pork and said with a smile, "It's really delicious."

The deliciousness of Yu Chengsong's cooking is different from that of restaurants. It is delicious home-cooked food, full of smoke and warmth.

Not only does it fill you up, but it also warms your heart.

"If you praise me again, I'm going to blush." ​​Yin Gu's brow relaxed smile made Yu Chengsong laugh too.

The greatest happiness of the chef is seeing the happy expressions of the diners. Yin Gu is very face-saving, and the joyful mood makes the surroundings bloom.

That's right, how good it is to laugh like this.

"Really," Yin Gu looked up at him, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "You're so handsome."

"Hiss—" Yu Chengsong covered his heart, raised his hand like a gun and pointed at him, "Let's die together! Biu!"

Yin Gu tilted his head and raised his brows: "Wow!"

Yu Chengsong swiped the air with his chopsticks: "Jiu!"

Yin Gu raised his wine glass and shook it: "piu!"

The two of them ate a mouthful like kindergarten children, and finally Yu Chengsong couldn't take it anymore, his stomach ached from laughing, and his face flushed from drinking: "Ahem...fuck...cough, are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry." Yin Gu immediately took a mouthful of food.

It’s over.

Yu Chengsong covered his stomach and started laughing again.

Can't stop fuck.

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The author has something to say:

The author took a sip of wine and said: Today one is a bit early, and the other is more likely to be old, around eleven o'clock in the evening~

【We all grow up in such a hurry, those questions have never been answered... I have seen the gorgeous neon lights, drank colorful wine, and seen the most interesting people holding the warmest hands... ——Song Name: On the Field of Hope, Singer Name: Xia Zhiyu]

The lyrics of this song are very good, and I really relax when I listen to it~ Share it with the old cuties~

"on the field of hope"

Lyricist: Xia Zhiyu

Composer: Xia Zhiyu

Composer: Galaxy Knight Li Boss

We are all like this, growing up in a hurry

Those questions, no one can ever answer

When time is no longer time you see things wake up

seed germination sprout flowering

Swinging and singing in the field of hope

There are rotten insect eyes and rain, dew and sunshine

Not all generations are born and die here

Don't cry, no matter when and where

Treating time as time will inevitably leave marks

like soft lips say everything is a process

Think of the field as the city and the city as the field

The answer to civilization is nothing but the reconciliation of man and land

Since love and hate are all illusion after all

So why not have fun before the epiphany

Farewell to 2000 when I catch the return train

No longer sad and happy in every moment

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

Dare not be proud to express to the world like a saint

Only dare to talk to the world in the worldly love and hate

A little bit of accumulation of thinking and shallow understanding in the heart

I who came from the field will return to the field one day

I have seen the splendor of neon lights and drank colorful wine

The funniest people I've ever seen hold the warmest hands

Wrote bad poetry and yelled on stage

Everyone gets bored and follows this rhythm

When the fun is over, return to your own universe

Reflect on the evils you have done and hope to be saved

Till the end it's all nothing but not scared

jump out of the broken present

And once wanted to be like him

Today I finally no longer worship those illusions because of inferiority complex

Remembering everything in life while being forgetful

To nowhere are field poems no longer only belong to the distance

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

He said we live in fields of hope

Sometime somewhere

Thank you for my love for Brother Jane and Ah Ye.old cute mine~~~

5 bottles of nutrient solution from Gu Zhizhi ~ 1 bottle of nutrient solution from passion fruit ~

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